I so get it! That old "devil" wants you so devastated, so destroyed, so defeated that it will never occur to you to get up. You can't cry long, hard or loud enough to please that old serpent.
Not one ray of hope, not one passing thought, not one dream should be good. That sick villain wants you to feel worse than "she" does. She watches very carefully. There is nothing that gets pass her. Your hair is too "Good", so she saves your head three times and taunts you about it. GOD grows your hair so long and thick that you look "strange". "Good Hair" becomes your trademark. Many don't believe its your hair because it is so thick and long and you are so black.
Why the sexual molestation? You certainly knew better. Was it worth the risk? Did you do it out of hatred, jealousy, or lust?
Did you murder your own father just to hurt her? Your daddy thought too much of her didn't he? You kept trying to prove to your daddy that she wasn't s***, that she was a worse whore than you. What did he mean by declaring ;"She ain't no such a woman as you!" 'Was he saying that this luddle shawt stanking slut is bedder den me?'
None of them are as smart as you. Why you got away with murder, "root working", lying, fornicating out of control for eighty-five years. They can't stop you! Ain't nobody 'gon believe that luddle black nigga!
"It's Friday again! I better get my Sunday school lesson ready. Dem dumb a** niggas can't even read. I don't know why I waste my time."
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